Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Today's homepage of the Guardian online features an article about a Trump tweet. We already know he tweets out shit. That he does what any self-respecting six-year-old would do and creates diversion. We know he likes limelight and headlines and has a seventh icky sense cuing him to opportunities for same.

He doesn't just like attention he amasses it. With the help of witless witting accomplices and the unwitting. A most recent unwitting accomplice is the Guardian journalist Nadia Khomani, who penned the story: Trump Denounces Jeff Sessions for Being 'Weak' on Hillary.

So what? Trump Mutters Under His Breath! Trump Makes a Big Poo Poo on the Toilet! Trump Should Wash His Hands More!

This shit isn't news. And while I don't know the writing of Nadia Kohmani, I see that her other Guardian articles are Britain-related, including Dick Van Dyke's apology for his lousy Cockney accent in Mary Poppins.

Newspaper editors! Newspaper journalists! Enough w/In-depth Coverage of Tweets! You Aid and Abet the Dissolution of Rights as Guaranteed by the U.S. Constitution! Really.

I don't have time to read an article about Tweets. I don't. I tire of the president's name, let alone his harangues which are mean-spirited.

Saturday, July 22, 2017

I was grazing postings on Facebook and read: “I am so grateful for The Songs of Jesus: A Year of Daily Devotions in the Psalms.” A good person wrote that. I didn't mistake her intentions, which are to share her joy and kindness and humanity. But the book’s title?

Songs of Jesus? In Psalms? Jesus? Who didn’t make his entrance until the Psalmist was long gone, the Psalmist being King David and others who weren’t quite headliners but had a way with words, wisdom and beauty.

The book's title conflates fact and history. I suppose some might cry, “alpha” “omega” eternal now, always existing, and other and varied mystical perspectives of time and space. Don’t they know the long and cruel history of the West? I went to a Protestant Sunday School every Sunday when I was a kid. For fourteen or so years. We read the Bible. That’s what we did. Read out loud (at which I excelled) and discussed (which was hard because I was shy). We were aware of the book's two major parts and in no way were encouraged to believe Jesus wrote, or dictated, or was remembered as saying anything but his words — all of which are hugely famous, many of which are beautiful and inspiring, some of which are confounding.

In my adulthood I learned that the mentions of Jews in the New Testament, a book created by committee, are prejudicial. One might say, antisemitic. I say, cringe-worthy, especially in John (of Matthew, Mark, Luke, John fame), i.e., “the Jews picked up stones to stone him” … “and the Jews began to grumble” … “the Jews were watching for him.”

In adulthood I have found it hard not to walk out of church at Easter (I was baptized in the Episcopalian church when I was in my forties) when “the Jews” are vilified by dint of writing, editing, and callous refusal to rework the sacred (but openly debated for centuries) texts. This is similar to hearing news reports of “Jews” killing Palestinians, when it is Israelis who are doing the killing and wrongly claiming the land.

I never, however, heard a minister credit Jesus with writing the Psalms, or hint at same. As this title does: “Songs of Jesus...” This echoes Songs of Solomon, and, since “Psalms” is a selling point in the title, echoes The Psalms.

For me, this is “truthiness.” For me this is prejudice, obfuscation, arrogant appropriation.

Because I am half-Jewish I suppose I am especially sensitive to slights. But those slights work out historically as a reason to blame and hate (which humans seem to love to do), as pogroms and worse, so, cut me some slack. And honor history. Even a title as simple as, The Psalms from Jesus’ Perspective, would pass muster.

If you gotta lie, you are hiding something.

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Friday, July 14, 2017

Analyzing and refuting the inaccuracies lodged against the lgbt community by religious conservative organizations. Lies in the name of God are still lies.

I just ran across the blazing genius, Alvin McEwen. His blog, Holy Bullies and Headless Monsters, serves as an unforgiving, meticulously researched eye on the conservative and just plain ignorant forces ever-gathering on the rightish but oh-so-wrongish side of the spectrum. He is the Anti-Hypocrite come to bring the foul and bigoted to the fires of public attention. I am in love.He is fiercely (as we say, and endlessly so) queer. He may even write the Queer Agenda -- you know, equality, justice for all, equal protections, universal healthcare -- we keep hearing about. Not for the first time I am the last on the block here. This blog won the 2017 GLAAD Media Award - Outstanding Blog award. Just check it out. Holy Bullies is a resource. I love resources. Again: